fall (n.): the act or an instance of falling.
Mid-autumn, it was: leaves, leaves everywhere. Leaves of multiple colors— yellow, orange, red, and brown.
Trees with vibrant colors, of leaves that have yet to fall.
And the plants that had leaves…
…well, you know…
…they eventually dropped all of theirs.
This marks the annual, seasonal change in the life of organisms: grow, bloom, shed, and trust that the bark is enough to survive winter… This season also reveals to me that I won’t get as many good, non-repetitive shots, compared to summer.
As much as we would like to think that the seasons don’t affect us, well, they do. Being in-doors more often, we are less social, publicly; and in wearing more clothing for the cold we touch more surfaces, and spread germs that way. We don’t get a virus because of the rain or the cold, per se; we get a virus because of contact. Cold & flu season… just statistical peaks.
But we are directly affected by the seasonal changes. With Seasonal Affective Disorder, or S.A.D., sad as it is, some become depressed or ‘bummed’ in the lack of sunlight, the lack of Vitamin D2, produced by the ultraviolet irradiation of ergosterol in the body— ergo…calciferol.
Some people are already depressed at this time of year, but not entirely in the shadow of the tilted sun— the autumn and winter solstice, but in the darkness of man, or… the fall of man.
fall (n.): the loss of innocence and grace.
The corrupted few make headlines, and exploited weaknesses change us by brute force.
Plants, of course, don’t understand these human things; plants don’t shoot people, they shoot for the light. As humans, we at times deliberately dwell in darkness. Our artificial nature sets us apart from the other life that way. While the mind needs diverse stimulation to be healthy, our habits will, for better or worse, put us in repetition. (Yes, I’ve been watching Criminal Minds.)
We need to ‘get out there,’ despite the perceptions. Turning in is for sleep.
The fall of man is especially marked by the absence of leadership. It’s marked by not only the absence of example in responsibility, but in stress as well. With bad leadership, we’re implicitly and explicitly told to not ask critical questions. More things go unresolved; days go by in the blink of an eye, and we are left to figure things out on our own, all stretched thin…
…The plants, of course, don’t have a say in any of this. It’s our crap. The plants— they recycle crap and never complain. It is nature at its best— the reason why we consider plants in full bloom ‘beautiful.’
With the seasons comes loss and renewal, death and reproduction…
We cannot just leave things with a bunch of words. …I know I’ve been guilty of that. I do, however, believe in getting to the truth so people can be free of the confines of the mind. If you believe in the truth, then why would you put petty focus on the lie? Comfort? Comfort is temporary. Happiness? Happiness is a state of mind; don’t put conditions on it if you want to be happy.
Hey, if you want better days, then better yourself; only you can make a direct impact on your life… regardless of the season.
…Okay, so I’m leaving you with a bunch of words. Would you rather me talk about gun rights or sound equalization? No, I didn’t think so.
Well, whatever you’re doing tonight, have a good one. Catch you later… 🙂